inkman - way back lyrics
bring terror to your block like a gotti bid, film of your chick giving the inks comette long head
she a freak you didn’t know.come on dude you that slow. her name is candy rain and she has her own p-rno
am just speaking the facts, way back you used to hustle now your blowing on crack, one of the worse fiens i ever seen in my life. selling tee shirts on the corners where the hustlers roll dice
looking for crumbs. from one of the straight up dudes now you a bum. talking mad sh-t about how you carry guns
the only weight you hold is nothing cause you be bluffing, it must be thanksgiving turkey i bring the stuffing, delighted how i built my craft, listening to bullsh-t for years only bettered my joker laugh
at these lame ducks about to be plucked. i wish i had a quarter for every time i thought i was f-cked, but some how i got through it because i knew i was tuff
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